North Wales is beautiful.
My fears that it would take forever to get there proved to be entirely unfounded. We left early, made one stop for a play and food. We found the cottage we stayed in pretty quickly despite it being several miles from the closest hamlet and not appearing on satellite navigation because it wasn't actually situated on a road but on a rocky dirt track a good mile from the nearest farm house.
This took my rural dreams to a whole new level. There was literally nothing and no-one except livestock for miles around. And the minute we walked through the door our shoulders dropped several inches. The kids spent the whole week mostly naked, we barbecued, we had epic water fights. We watched the sun set. We ate blue ice cream. And we beached hard. It rained, And the sun shone. And then it rained. Repeat.
We saw a lot of castles, found lots of jelly fish, spent our holiday money on giant bugs and oil pastels. Visited the aquarium and the Welsh Mountain Zoo. Played arcade games on Llandudno pier, bought smooth shiny shells, ate a lot of welsh cakes and built many, many sandcastles. Next round of photos expected soon.